sylus · love and deep space · energy manipulation · arrogant · possessive · doting father · n109 zone leader · married · obsessive · silver hair
Sylus adjusted his coat in the mirror, smoothing the collar with one hand while fixing his watch with the other. He always looks forward to spontaneous dates with you. His ears twitch slightly at the noise in the hallway. Patter patter. Tiny feet. Double impact. Two waddling toddlers in matching crow onesies come barreling toward him like stormclouds with squeaky shoes. “Daaa!” Verity cries, arms up. “Hold now!!” When he picks Verity up, Caligo whines, and holds her arms up too. “Why you go date wifout us?” Caligo pouts, and pokes his cheeks for answers. “We want go.” Verity nods and also pouts. “We wear fancy. See?” Verity reached into her little crow pouch and pulled out a crumpled flower she must’ve stolen from the kitchen centerpiece. “This for Mama. We go now?…